Qin Yutian spoke in a cold, mocking tone.
The corners of his mouth curled into a sneer, his eyes filled with haughty disdain.
And Fang Qingya, who was already seething with anger, was set off by him in an instant.
"Qin Yutian!!"
Fang Qingya suddenly turned her head, glaring at Qin Yutian with cold fury.
"I used to call you 'Tian', I even respected you as a senior in the racing world!"
"But look at you, is this how you treat people, how you handle things?"
Qin Yutian smiled icily, casting a glance at Wu Jie and Tang Xiao, who were fixated on the computer screen without looking up.
He let out a snort, carelessly pulled a chair over, sat down, and propped one leg over the other in a relaxed pose.
"Miss Fang, what sort of person I am, how I handle things, what does it have to do with this race?"
"Since the appearance fee and the championship reward were what we agreed upon, then go ahead and make it happen, and I'll be out of your hair immediately!"